Rotten Terrier

The water leak in the corner of the hall was ticking, and Chang Shu looked around and found that when it was over, she was too lazy to spend a lot of words with Mu Qingchen, and summoned Aunt Chuyue to come in and wait.

When she was properly dressed, she crossed the threshold with Aunt Chuyue's arm, and never said a word to Mu Qingchen from beginning to end.

Aunt Chuyue saw her emotions and asked, but did the consort annoy you again?

Chang Shu answered the wrong question, raised his slender hand, pointed to the northwest, and said, let's go to Wangyue Pool for a walk.

Aunt Chuyue was slightly surprised, and persuaded that you haven't had breakfast yet, and it would be nice for the servants to let the people from the imperial dining room bring them.

"You arrange it." Chang Shu absent-mindedly said. Lifting one's foot on the rock under the Langwu, and on the path paved with white gravel, the path is winding, pure and elegant, like the white space in the ink painting of mountains and washes.

The green grass on both sides is fragrant, the guli incense blooms in competition, and the petals are white as ice and snow. She held the drape around her wrists, lowered her waist, took off a flower, and sniffed the faint fragrance of the flower.

"By the way, is Lin Yuan better?"

"The slave and maid sent someone to visit. Wuhou only gave him 20 sticks, and the injury was not serious. He entered the palace and responded to Mao as soon as the morning drum rang. After all, it was the chief of the hospital, and he couldn't do without him. Chuyue led her into the octagonal pavilion, where tables and cushions were already prepared, and there was a low screen behind it.

Chang Shu knelt down on the soft cushion, clinging to the bamboo chopsticks, staring at the dishes on the table motionless, eyes in the bright sunlight, like glass beads transparent: "Let him raise one more day, and call him tomorrow. Landian..." Look at Mu Qingchen's mind.

Aunt Chuyue replied that the slave and maid understood. Halfway through, Huer led a group of maids to kneel down and prostrate on the ground.

Chang Shu hurriedly raised her eyes, and saw that the empress dowager her old man looked graceful and magnificent, walking towards her, her enchanting aura penetrating outward.

"Shu'er greets the emperor's grandmother." Chang Shu stood up in a hurry, nodded lightly, and squatted for a blessing.

The queen mother helped her up and called her name with a smile. The sagging face was white with facial fat, and the wrinkles deepened with the smile: "Shu'er entered the palace yesterday, why don't you come and please peace with the emperor's grandmother."

"Grandma, please forgive me." Chang Shu replied worriedly, "Yesterday Shu'er wanted to greet you in the afternoon. I never thought that something would be delayed."

The queen mother is staid by nature, and is a person who has been the lord of the harem. She cares most about the ancestor's ritual system. After seeing this, she no longer greets, and sullenly said: "The palace heard that the horse was a monk last night. "

Chang Shu felt her body tight, meeting her sharp eyes, and her heart jumped.

And here Mu Qingchen still sat melancholy between the bed, frowning slightly, sadness in his heart.

She thought that Chang Shu would go mad and scolded because of her daughter’s life. Whoever thinks it is so sensible. It seems that she has loved her to the bone, and she does not hesitate to be an enemy of secular ethics, and she will also be a woman companion in men's clothing. The horses are together.

Hey-

Shu'er, Xiang Ziyi should be your true home!

She smiled bitterly, grabbed the cross lying in the corner, and hummed softly: "There is a kind of love called letting go, giving up for love forever."

Knocking.

There was a knock on the door.

Niu Juhua said nervously outside: "Punma, it's not good, the queen mother has announced that you will go to Xingshi to inquire!"

Mu Qingchen instantly widened his eyes and stood up quickly, what? Xingshi asks sin!

At this moment, she felt her heart beating violently, and even her eardrums were beating violently. The body was as cold as it was drained of strength and blood.

I thought that the princess loved me, but I didn't expect that after all, I was passionate. She blames me, hates me, hates me... even at the cost of 237 lives in my Mu Guo Gong Mansion!

Niu Juhua saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and her heart was like frying, and she boldly pushed the door in: "Brother, let's go quickly, even if you can't touch the tiger's butt, we still can't provoke her old lady, the queen mother. …"

He trembling with his short legs, he brought her a yellow tangle round neck robe and three middle clothes for her, and begged her to put on them quickly.

Mu Qingchen seemed to have figured it out, and stopped lingering, took out the clothes, and walked into the screen.

When he came out, he had returned to his previous calmness, his expression was indifferent and friendly, and the corners of his mouth were still the same, with two points of ridicule and disdain.

Niu Juhua immediately admired it, and only said a word, the hero cherishes it!

They walked to the outside of the hall, and beside the fading flowerbed of the little daisies, Mu Qingchen suddenly stopped and grabbed the hands of the cow chrysanthemum.

She held it tightly and even shivered slightly.

Niu Juhua was frightened by her pale complexion, and choked up: "You... don't worry, no matter what happens, the minion will accompany you. You are good to the minion, and the minion will remember it for a lifetime..."

"No, Chrysanthemum, if you really want to repay me, just do something for me."

Cow Chrysanthemum's nose was sour, and he nodded his head: "You said, as long as it is your order, the minion will do it."

A ray of tenderness emerged from Mu Qingchen's eyes, and it was so nice that someone would fall into such a field and stay by her side. There was melancholy between her eyebrows, she patted Niu Juhua's bun's face, and said quietly: "Go to Mu Guo Gong's Mansion and bring a word to my parents."

"You say, I remember."

"Run! Run quickly! Don't delay for a moment!"

Cow Chrysanthemum blinked simple eyes: "?"

What does it have to do with them?

"Thank you, Chrysanthemum!" Mu Qingchen said loudly and powerfully.

Niujuhua couldn't react enough, guessing that Mu Qingchen's work has always been unpredictable, so he obediently followed: "Huh? Minion... Minion is out of the palace."

He said, throwing away his feet and rushing towards the moon gate...

"Chrysanthemum!" Mu Qingchen shouted to him reluctantly, as he was in his throat. She admits that the situation is imminent and she shouldn't be willful, but let her live for herself once, and take a look at this little fat man who has been with her for many years, and let her engrave his voice in her mind, "Live!"

Cow Chrysanthemum: "..."

What the hell? !

Mu Qingchen said again: "You have to... live well!"

Forget it, let's go to Mu Guo Gong's Mansion first. Niuhuahua gave a perfunctory "um", twisting his flexible fat belly, and ran away in a hurry.

Mu Qingchen smiled bitterly, everything was arranged, I can rest assured on Huangquan Road. She closed her eyes and slowly raised her head, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, all the way across her face, to her neck, and when she opened her eyes again... Damn, the sun is so dazzling!

She rubbed her painful eyeballs, thought for a while, turned around and went back to the sleeping hall. The moment she came out, she covered her waist thoughtfully, and recovered calmly again.

Hulan Temple. Front hall.

A sense of grandeur.

Grandma Gui's eyes were piercing, and she stood in front of the tall pillars, waiting for Mu Qingchen, and there were two little eunuchs standing on the left and right.

She is the oldest mother in the palace, her temples are already pale, and she has served the queen mother for more than 30 years and has a high status. Speaking of it, she hadn't seen Mu Qingchen for a long time, and when she saw him walk out of the side hall, her old face couldn't help but blush.

She wandered in the harem for many years. What kind of beauty she had seen, only Mu Qingchen had such a beautiful face, just like the morning sun in the early summer, this was the first time she had seen it.

Mu Qingchen was tall and straight with a steady gait. He didn't stop when she passed by, and only vomited two words lightly: "Let's go."

Mother Gui stared at her back, feeling a little strange, why did she see a heroic spirit that looked like death at home? Probably because of being old and dazed.

"Chen'er greet the emperor's grandmother," Mu Qingchen didn't dare to look at Chang Shu, only rested his gaze on her cyan skirt, heartache.

After sitting on the table, the queen mother inadvertently glanced at Chang Shu, who was standing next to her. Fufu's golden hairpin on his head, his expression hidden turbulently: "Huh, so you Mu Qingchen, be brave, play my princess in such a way, so how is the face of the heavenly family!"

It’s the opposite of a monk on the night of going to the house!

Chang Shu frowned anxiously, trying to excuse Mu Qingchen, but when she saw Mother Gui, who was opposite, winked at her and signaled her not to act rashly.

In desperation, he had no choice but to endure the conversation, his crystal eyes mixed with sadness.

Mu Qingchen opened his clothes, knelt under the stone steps of the pavilion, and kowtowed: "Chen'er has...distress."

Oh, there can be difficulties in this?

The old lady is angry, my Shuer Duan Hui Shuya, it makes you and her sleepy and wronged you!

"Chen'er knows that the sin is unforgivable, and does not ask the emperor's grandmother to forgive, but my father does not know about this matter. Please forgive me and take them for their lives!"

Chang Shu: "..."

Why is it all linked to life? Is the drama a bit too much!

The queen mother snorted coldly and reprimanded: "Go around them? If that's the case, wouldn't the other cohorts be a trifle every day? What if there is another ‘you’ in the future!"

"Please rest assured, the Queen Mother," Mu Qingchen said more and more loudly, and his eyes flashed fiercely. With a thunderous force, he pulled out a cold dagger from his waist and pressed it to his throat, "I apologize with death. That's it!"

"Ah—"

The palace people were shocked and shrank subconsciously, kneeling down on the ground like garlic, crying, "Don't do stupid things," "There is no hurdle in life", "If you have something to say, please."

The scene suddenly turned into a pot of porridge.

The queen mother stumbled to get up and almost fell due to her instability. Fortunately, Mother Gui had sharp eyes and quick hands, so she rushed forward to support her.

Chang Shu's flowery face lost its color, and he shouted in a panic: "Qing Chen, throw the dagger soon!"

She lifted the skirt and moved forward. Aunt Chuyue and the maid rushed in a panic, hugged her waist, persuaded her not to go, and screamed, what if you are hurt by the husband!

"Princess," Mu Qingchen looked at Chang Shu with pity, "Promise me, live well!"

Chang Shu: "?!"

Worthy of being a brain struck by thunder!

"Grandma Emperor!" Chang Shu was very worried, for fear that Mu Qingchen would hurt herself. Without saying anything, she knelt at the feet of the queen mother and grabbed the big sleeves of her old man. It's Shu'er's husband. She is at fault, and Shu'er can't shirk the blame. If you want to punish, you should punish Shu'er together."

Mu Qingchen was so touched, all kinds of emotions touched his heart, and tears filled his eyes. My princess is still reluctant to part with me. It's no regrets to be able to meet her in this life...

"Queen dowager, when the matter is up to now, you should calm down your anger first," said Madam Gui earnestly, "Although the concubine is wrong, the crime is not dying."

The Queen Mother was so frightened that her three souls and seven souls were scattered, she covered her heart throbbing and thumping.

"My palace...he, when did you say that she would take her life?"

This kid is too sturdy!